Feeling the woman in her arms, her body gradually became cold.

Agent May, who has experienced a hundred battles, also cooled down.

This woman is a little special to him.

Studying at the Warlock School together, he and her are seniors.

Later, a secret agency was established, and after he gained a firm foothold, he transferred her over.

I originally wanted to save enough money to buy a nice house in a few years, so I proposed to her········

Mei Ning, who was restless, lost her former sharpness, and unnoticed, broke into a shadow.

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In the mist, there are many shadows, and only vague shadows of trees can be seen.

It's a familiar atmosphere again, clouds and fog. There is also night, which always makes Lin Zhengyang have a familiar and warm feeling.

"In the clouds, my strength will be active, and the speed of recovery will increase."

"This is probably a partial manifestation inherited from the power of Yunmeng True Monarch."

The power in the depths of the bloodline brought Lin Zhengyang more than that.

Being in the clouds, even the ordinary fog of nature can hide his whereabouts.

At the same time, no fog will obscure his vision.

When he wants, he can command the mist, and even change the nature of the mist, turning it into a poisonous mist full of haze, a healing mist that heals wounds, a demonic mist that devours souls, and feeds back to the host, etc.

All kinds of incredible abilities can be instinctively exercised by borrowing mist, without the need to consume much additional power.

The fog is his arm, his home, and an intimate part of his loved ones········ It's all an extension of his own body.

That's about where the authority of the gods of this world lies.

Although it's just called Cloud Dream, it's not really limited to these two types.

"In fact, wherever there's moisture, it gives me a benefit, just more or less."

"Since the bloodline has been further purified, I have gradually been able to feel some phenomena that I couldn't detect in the past······· It seems that I have gained strength from the phenomenon of fog. ”

Although it is very small, when you put yourself in the shoes of yourself and are in the fog, you can indeed feel a slight increase in your own strength every moment.

If it is over the years, this increase is also considerable.

Lin Zhengyang stared at the dense fog around him, thoughtfully:

"Gaining power from the cloud and mist phenomenon, I just inherited a little divinity and meager bloodline power, and I can do this, what about that Yunmeng True Monarch?"

"Presumably his limit should be much less than what I am now, and he should be able to gain a lot more buffs······· Is this another source different from faith? ”

The surrounding fog became thicker and thicker, and gradually, Lin Zhengyang noticed that the shadows of the surrounding trees also became strange.

The twisted trunks and claw-like branches and leaves are like monsters growing in a witch's castle, full of grotesqueness.

The fog gradually became deep and psychedelic with an eerie blue glow.

From the mist, Lin Zhengyang felt an unfamiliar power.

It is higher than the ordinary transcendent power, but lower than the divine power that Yunmeng Zhenjun stored in the key·······

Reaching out to summon a trace of mist, it gathered into a small mass of mist in his hand.

Reflected in the blue light as a blue mist, there seemed to be some kind of will, even if it was affected by his ability to control the mist, he still tried to resist in vain.

The surface of the fog rushed left and right, and finally a painful, distorted human face suddenly emerged.

Boom –

Lin Zhengyang extinguished it without changing his face.

The fog returns to a chaotic state.

Through this episode, Lin Zhengyang continued on the road.

The road ahead is getting narrower and narrower, and the ancient trees beside the road are becoming more and more hideous and twisted.

The dense bushes, almost lying on the ground, obscured the way ahead.

Beneath your feet are tangled roots that expose the soil, and they have taken up almost the entire road.

In the end, Lin Zhengyang had to stop, reversed the nature of the mist, created a sulfuric acid mist that digested and devoured plants, and cleared a path.

The bronze key hanging on his body constantly vibrated and hot, prompting the way.

Even in the dense forest, he was not confused at all, and walked straight in the direction specified by the key.

"It's not reality anymore, it's supposed to be in some interstitial world."

Hongze Town is an important port town on the southern coast, and such forests did not exist in the first place.

Only the interstitial world can explain it.

"In other words, the entrances to the interstitial worlds are usually small areas, or passages and the like, or they are paths shrouded in fog like I am today, so has anyone paid attention to what is outside these passages?"

The relevant content recorded in the previous book only used "passages" and "narrow areas" to pass by, and did not mention this issue.

"It is said that someone found a way to the interstitial world in his closet, so what will happen to the passage that smashes the plank and the passage that clings to the plank in the process of shuttling?"

"Is there an inherent hidden law in the appearance of the entrance to the interstitial world that has not yet been known?"

"At present, there are not many reliable laws about the gap world, and the only thing that can be known is that the gap world has its own unique rules, and to a certain extent, they are all time-limited······· Entrances don't stay open forever, and they don't always open, and you have to time your own entry to even enter. ”

"There are some suspicious interstitial worlds that are repeatedly explored, and they will only be open for a short hour or two at a specific time every day."

"As a result of these restrictions, most of the lucky ones who entered the gap world failed to come back in time, and we naturally don't know if they fell into the gap······· Even if a few are lucky enough to come back, they don't know the entry time and restrictions of the gap, and they can often only explore it once. ”

"In the end, our understanding of the interstitial world is still half-understood, and even the research work was in a difficult situation for a while—a well-known major."

Lin Zhengyang recalled the records he had seen about the interstitial world, and suddenly felt that his head was big.

"Even the power of the state organs is almost ignorant of the gap world, and the few examples that there are can't be replicated at all, so exploring the gap world is completely equivalent to a big gamble········ No one knows what will happen when they go in and what they will encounter········ Unless it's God! ”

"What's beyond the fog?"

Lin Zhengyang manipulated the fog around him, trying to extend his own perception······

The fog within a dozen meters around was manipulated and slowly drifted outward.

Beyond the trees, upward, upwards were invisibly hindered, and the fog did not seem to float too high, and the highest point could not go beyond the vicinity of the treetops.

"There seems to be a force that prohibits flight, at the altitude of depressing the fog."

Sticking to the treetops, floating outward.

Until it stretched out for fifty or sixty meters, it was still a dense forest like hair.

Densely packed with trees, almost next to each other, with only a few gaps.

"It's like hair·······"

Lin Zhengyang felt that he had assimilated into the fog and extended everything he perceived, while secretly thinking in his heart.

"Wait········ Hair ······· Hair! ”

A hairy thought came to mind.

"Everything here can't really be the surface of a creature's body, right?"

"Such a big strange ancient tree, in fact, the identity is actually hair?"

What a huge body?

You must know that coming out of the hotel, following the guidance all the way, Lin Zhengyang walked out at least a few kilometers.

So it's all going around in a small area?

Isn't this body as huge as a mountain range?

Old Gods······· Only those primitive, ancient gods who symbolized the power of nature could have such a large body.

This is the only thought in Lin Zhengyang's heart.